Talk:Wreck of the Clawkeel/@comment-2246928-20150413151413/@comment-2246928-20150714194353

Watching the reptilian bodies warily, the fox grumbled thanks and pulled the machete out from under the scaly corpse and feeling like a helpless kit. If this marten could slay those monsters so easily, why couldn't he, a trained, battle-hardened member of Captain Arrig's crew, gut them just as easily?

He wiped the machete off on the ground and inspected the weapon lovingly, running a paw down its scarred edge.

"Thankee again, matey..." Riftrun looked to the marten, more than just gratitude in his bloodshot eyes. But there wasn't any enmity in them either. "So where'd yew come from anyhow?"